Sunday, October 31, 2010
Monday Potluck ~ Twelve strokes past midnight
It drifts through the dark, a chill
wisp of mist on cold night air,
a dark contrivance wreathing
Silhouetted against shuttered
window panes; stealthily pale, a
shadow under a wire strung moon
Passed locked doors, searching;
seeking entry through cracks and
flaws:
a memory, feigning innocence.
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I'm guessing everyone has been out trick-or-treating and now you're all full to the brim with your booty. Don't forget to brush your fangs...ooooops, teeth, I mean teeth. Have a wonderful Monday and week ya'll. :))
Love,
Eaton
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Enjoyable read, Eaton! Happy Halloween!
ReplyDeleteSeeking entry through crackes.. Liked this one so much Eaton. Perfect Hallow's Eve ...
ReplyDeleteॐ नमः शिवाय
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Passed locked doors, searching;
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flaws:..
super creepy writing...
although you don't celebrate, but you have created one that is perfect for Halloween.
300 cheers.
keep rocking.
Happy November,
Love the idea of something seeking entry - really scary.
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love the simplicity..
ReplyDeleteYour comment on my blog wasn't lost, just expecting moderation! Thanks for it was such a lovely one!
ReplyDeleteNice Potluck entry, Eaton!
ReplyDeleteYou gave me a few chills with this one, Eaton!! Dark and smooth! Like melted chocolate! Something I can slurp over!!
ReplyDeleteRelished reading it... mmmm
;-)
welcome linking in a poem to our potluck today, Thanks in advance!
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an award will be given upon participation this week.
Sweet poem on a day of sweet eats. Apprecite the chuckle at the end of the post. In fact I like the way you do that on each of your. Nice!
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